Chapter Six

"Farrell, do you think Violet was thinking about a guy, that afternoon?" Jake asked.

"Yes, sir," Farrell replied, "She even came close to mentioning who he was that night,"

"Really?" Jake asked.

"Yup,"

"Hmm… Do you think he's a nice guy, or a guy like Morton?" Jake asked.

"Dunno, sir," Farrell said, "She didn't say what he was like."

"Farrell, when we first met, didn't you say you were good at stealth?"

"Yeah, sort of,"

"How 'bout spying?"

"What fo-" Farrell then realized why, "Me? Spy on her?"

Jake nodded.

"Oh so you're playin' the role of the overprotective father, huh?"

"Uh… well… I mean don't spy on like every move," Jake said, "I mean… just find out what he's like,"

"I don't know," Farrell said unsurely.

"A whole box of biscuits might change your mind,"

"How much do you want me to know?" he asked excitedly.

"If he's nice and… ya know… basically if he's nice, polite… stuff like that, ya know what I mean?"

"Got it, chief," the ferret saluted. He jumped down from the dresser and walked to Violet's room.

"And what was that about?" Rose asked, putting a hand on her hips.

"Oh, nothing,"

"What is it with your little spy?"

Jake sighed, "Just curious… and suspicious," he added

"About what?"

"I think Violet has a crush on someone," Jake said.

Rose sighed, "Oh, come on Jake! Remember when we were her age?"

"Yeah, but-"

"Your parents and my uncle didn't bother us that much when we were falling in love," Rose pointed out.

"Yeah, but what if she makes a mistake and falls in love with a Huntsboy?"

"Mistake?"

"Oh, I-I mean not that I think it's wrong for us to be togetheror anything like that, but ya know… just to be on the safe side,"

"Oh, relax, Jake, Vi's not stupid, she knows what is and isn't good, who is and isn't a good guy." Rose said.

"I guess so,"

"Violet, ya have talk to him and get to know him," Tria said, half pushing, half dragging Violet towards Derek Draco, who was getting his things from his locker.

"No, no, I can't do it!" Violet tried to turn around and walk away.

"You can do this Violet Long, you're the American Dragon, ya hear?" Tria pulled Violet along.

"Hey! American Dragon duties have nothing to do with this!" she insisted.

Tria pushed her to Derek's side, "Say something!" she whispered into her ear.

"Uh… Hey Derek!" Violet said, "Uh… so… what're things ya like?" she asked.

"Well… I like video games an' stuff like that..." Violet didn't hear him, she only saw him, he looked so handsome to her. Violet heard music in her ears, she was blind and deaf to the rest of the world.

But one word snapped her out of her trance, "dragons,"

"Huh? What? Did you say dragons?" Violet asked.

"Well, yeah, I did," Derek said, "I kinda like dragons, ya know… fantasy,"

"Wait, hold up, what kind of dragon?" Violet asked, "the 'kill the knights, eat the damsels in distress' dragon or the good dragon that helps the mythical world?"

"Uh… the good one," Derek raised an eyebrow, "Why'd you ask?"

"Oh, nothing… just… just curious," she said, 'You dummy! If you're not gonna be careful you're gonna give yourself away!' she thought.

"Well, enough about me, what do you like?" he asked.

"Well, I… uh… I like dragons too, and…" Violet was about to continue when the bell suddenly rang, "Oh, sorry, Derek, but I gotta go," Violet waved shyly and walked off.

"So, what'd he say?" Tria asked.

"Uh… well… about that…" Violet said.

"You weren't listening were you?"

"Uh… well… actually yeah, I wasn't,"

"So what happened?"

"I dunno, I just kept lookin' at him an' I got this really weird feeling like I was just alone with him, ya know?"

"Okay," Tria said slowly, "weird," she said, "That's all I can say- weird."

"Can ya blame me?"

"Not really… I guess,"

"Hey, Violet!" Farrell said, popping out of Violet's backpack, "Oh, and I felt that way too, once. That ferret was pretty," he stared blankly into space as he thought of what happened before.

"Aah!" Tria and Violet gasped in surprise.

"Farrell, what are you doing here?" Violet asked, "And no wonder my bag was extra heavy today."

"Oh, yeah, that… I uh… fell asleep in your bag," he said.

"Dad sent you," Violet said, frowning.

"You're good," Farrell said.

I got the 'not listening' idea from Sky High and someone I know well said it was true and she felt that way a few times for someone. Anyways, more action in the later chaps, bye for now. Falls asleep